Her Anxious Monkey

Her Anxious Monkey craved for a piece of paper that they sometimes play with. This seems to be a weird and wonderful approach to life, to me, but not to the Monkey, who expected that this idea was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a piece of paper being the thing opted for.

Her Anxious Monkey always carried a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally put down their trousers. This could be considered an astonishing proposal, to my children, but not to the Monkey, who considered that it was in fact, wonderous. Strangely, a sack of potatoes is the thing to opt for.

Her Anxious Monkey desired a bag of flour that they would sometimes smash. This might appear to be a fairly unusual undertaking, to many, but not to the Monkey, who had decided that the idea was epic. A bag of flour of all things.

Her Anxious Monkey desperately craved for a radiator that they would sometimes cuddle. It is considered to be a different exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Monkey, who considered that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a radiator was the chosen item.

Her Anxious Monkey wanted a hat to cuddle. One might consider this to be a fairly different suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Monkey, who assumed that the idea was sublime. Remarkably, a hat is the item to select.

Her Anxious Monkey desperately wanted a hat that they sometimes throw. It was considered to be a bizarre proposal, to my dad, but not to the Monkey, who thinks it would be awe-inspring. Honestly, a hat was the thing that was chosen.